So I had some excellent ideas on what to post on today. The movie I saw Sunday (Martian Child), my feelings on the talk Jas and I had about kids last week, the new camera I’m dying to get, etc.

But I’m beat tired. It’s 10:05pm and I’m still at work. Granted, it’s my own fault for being behind and taking a 4 day weekend this coming weekend. I’m taking a minor mental break to write this post, and then it’s back to the grind. I love my job most days, but lately that love is diminishing. It seems like there are so many other wonderful things in the world that I could be doing, and part of me wants to rush out and try them. But the practical side of me needs to have a steady paycheck coming in, or the emotional side of me will freak out. I enjoy the people I work with immensely (well, most of them at least). I’m just a little bored with the work lately. I’ve been doing this for almost 6 years now, and I’m fairly good at my job, even if I don’t always love what I have to do. (Can I help it if talking to stupid people is not my idea of a good time?) Sometimes I just wish I could do something else for a while. I’ve got new responsibilities at work, which include web page designing (something that terrifies, confuses, frustrates, and excites me all at the same time), but that has to take a back seat to my main responsibilities, so I don’t get to enjoy it much. I’m hoping that during the holiday slump, I’ll get more opportunity to work on the web page, and therefore be more content in my job.

I’m trying not to let this blog turn into a whine fest, so I’ll end it there. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be full of energy and wonderfulness, and pump out something that doesn’t put you to sleep.

And on that note, back to work.